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Author's Note: If you're confused by anything at the beginning, it's because I tried combining some of the comic book stuff with what happens in my story. I hope it works out!

'Check Yes, Juliet' Part IV

by Song Six

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The weather was ugly out in the city, as the rain came pouring down. It was late at night when there was nothing good to watch on television except stand-up comedy and raunchy cartoons. A muscled, dark haired teen was settled on his couch eating a bowl of cereal wearing nothing but his pajama bottoms. The room was a mess. The yellowed walls had random holes and cracks here and there. There were dirty clothes, silverware, and mugs scattered across the murky brown carpet. Living on your own without your butler made you a messy person. Being forced to be proper and clean for the majority of your life made you a messy person.

Richard Grayson was living on his own as he attended the Bludhaven Training Academy of Law Enforcement to be a police office. Barbara told him about it, and even helped him apply. It was a tough decision, there was a lot of fighting involved, but he couldn't be a sidekick forever. It was just like when Roy Harper turned eighteen and figured out he didn't want to be anyone but his own. Sure, Dick was sixteen, but he always did mature faster than his friends did. Being the one who used to put sugar in the salt shakers…that says something. The difference between him and Roy, he didn't cut off all ties with his mentor.

Batman may have had major issues with him leaving the nest, but the man fired him from his job, so what else could he expect? One gunshot to the shoulder and suddenly it was too dangerous. But Dick proved him wrong; at least he was going to when he transferred schools from Gotham Academy. Now all he had to do was show him he could work on his own, but not to make his mentor proud. To make his father proud.

Was it easy? Hell no, it was actually the longest year of his whole life. He never had any free time anymore and was always working and fighting with the Batman. Half the time he was yelling at him, the other half, he was with Batgirl as she helped him with moving out to a life outside of Gotham. Then, after a tragic mission with the Joker, it was Young Justice's last mission. So Dick never saw any of his friends again…any of them. Everything was coming at him so fast he never had a minute that could be spared to see them or hear from them. It wasn't that he didn't want to or they didn't matter, he just had to choose his priority and that was his crime fighting hero life. He wished it could have been easier, but for some reason it was just really hard. Every day was a battle to get up in the morning, and no matter how blue the sky it always felt grey.

He ate his bowl of frosted sugar flakes contently. That was until he realized he didn't wash the bowl very well when he noticed a dried piece of spaghetti floating around in the milk. He eyed the stray noodle for a second before shrugging his shoulders and continuing to enjoy his late night dinner. Nothing could disturb this peaceful night off. Not the harsh rain, not the crappy television, not the less than quality meal. As long as he got to sit back and relax for just one night everything would be fine. However, fate seemed to have different ideas.

There was a pitter patter on the glass of his window, but it was different from the tapping of the drops of water. The sound was faint, and would have been barely noticeable, but Dick was a crime fighting hero and therefore could sense these things. However, what he didn't sense was who it could have been when he walked over to see the perpetrator that was throwing rocks up at his window.

There was a guy clad in bright red spandex standing at the bottom of the brick building drenched in water. Although, the spandex probably kept the water from ever touching the man's skin. He squinted his eyes trying to see past the falling rain. From the lightning bolt on the front of his chest, he figured it was The Incredible Flash. But it was those easy to read, bright green, happy eyes staring up at him that told Dick it was not Barry Allen.

"Wally? Is that…you?" Dick called down once he managed to open the creaky window, "What are you doing here? How did you find me here?"

"Very carefully, come outside." Flash demanded waving his arms all around in excitement. Dick had to roll his eyes at him. New costume, same old goofball.

Dick look around outside and then glanced inside at his warm apartment before responding, "Man, it's raining like hardcore. Why don't you come insi–"

But Flash stood his ground, "I'm not leaving until you come outside." Dick was going to argue back with the man, but those green eyes shone with the same determination he remembered - A fire that he could never fight with even if he wanted.

"…Fine. Hold on."

He didn't bother to close his window as he dashed around his room trying to find his abandoned costume. He dug through many piles of discarded boxers and t-shirts before he finally saw black and cobalt blue. Once he'd slipped on his gauntlets and slid on his boots, he made a running start towards the window and leapt out with the expectancy for Wally to catch him. Catch him he did, bridal style.

Through the slits of his cowl, Dick could see half lidded eyes and a smirk on the Flash's face as he looked his body up and down, "Lace up your boots, let's go for a ride."

Dick squirmed in his hold at those words, "Flash, I'm not going to let the baddies around here see you carrying me." The man let the teen down gently when he started to kick his legs more vigorously.

The man gave him a mischievous grin in reply, "That's why you're going to carry me. We're going patrolling, this is your city and you're giving me the grand tour."

Flying through the night, the two heroes swung from building to building in the crime filled city that was Bludhaven. Neon colored lights and blinking traffic lights blurred all around them as they swerved around and around feeling the spray of water on their faces. Normally the city always appeared dreary and dangerous, but with Wally, the view was so much better.

"This is awesome!" the man screamed in his ear from behind, as he piggybacked on the teen.

"Yeah, awesome I can carry you." He muttered back, but with a bit of playfulness in his tone.

Flash reached over and gave his arm a squeeze, "You've bulked up…" He complimented in a husky voice.

It was a good thing Flash couldn't see the front of his face, because he was blushing badly, "Thanks!" But there was no concealing the red on the back of his neck. Wally held a smug look on his face. But than, his eyes widened in excitement when he saw three red and blue sirens atop cars chasing after a black van.

"Hey look!" Flash pointed out with his index finger at the scene. Dick nodded his head and prepared to unhook the grapple.

"Ready?" Fist.

"Always." Fist.

Knuckles.

With a click of the button, they swooped down into action.

Joe Valachi cursed to himself as he realized three police cars were gaining on him. He floored the gas pedal and dodged the incoming traffic as he sped down the streets. He needed to lose these coppers quick. Taking a few sharp turns down the crazy streets of the city, he lost one when it crashed into a Buick. Now just two, he took the car and forced it down an alleyway just big enough, but not big enough for the cop cars. He was home free now as he made it to the other side on a new road. He gave a sigh of relief, until all of a sudden there was loud thump on the roof of his car.

"The hell?" he looked all around him trying to figure out what it was, but it was pretty useless when you couldn't actually see the top of your own car. He was going to pay no more mind to it, but alongside his van was a meta running beside him.

"Wha-WHAT?" it was the Flash, what was he doing here?

The red clad man had on a huge toothy grin with clear amusement across his face, "Excuse me sir, but…" he peeked into the back before meeting eye to eye again "…I don't believe those large bags of money belong to you."

"Yeah!" Valachi almost slammed the breaks on his car when from the front window of his van, he was met with the upside down face of the city's well known vigilante, "What he said!"

"Holy Hell!" He drove the vehicle through opposite traffic turning hard hoping to toss the teen off the top. But the hero was not going to budge. The speedster punched and shattered the side of his windows and reached an arm in slapping him on the face.

"Whoa! What is up with you dude? Did you like fail driving school or something? You could have made my buddy here fall off your car…" the black and blue hero than did a back flip towards the double doors of the back of the van, picked the lock, and hopped inside "…that is if he were anyone normal."

Joe Valachi was not in any way happy now, "Who do you think you are?" he sneered pulling out a gun.

Wally glared down at him before popping a finger in his mouth, licking it up, and sticking it into the man's grody ear with a firm twist. Valachi freaked out and yelped. In this distraction, he grabbed the gun and chucked it over his head letting it shatter on the ground from the immense speed, "I'm the mother freakin Flash, and you're just a low life criminal who can't even pull a proper heist."

It appeared as though the man was about to retort when Dick grabbed him from behind and pulled him into the trunk. That was when Flash threw his body into the broken window and took the wheel. Valachi pulled out a knife, and Dick smirked at him gesturing at him to bring it on. The thug jumped at him, but Dick quickly shoved him to the ground, twisted the arm with the weapon behind his back, and slammed his face into the metal floor of the van.

"That's my Boy Wonderful!" the other hero hooted as he drove them towards the police station.

Dick rolled his eyes and slammed the thug's face into the floor once more just for good measure, "Shut the hell up Speedy!"

"it's Kid…I mean it's Flash! Flash!" The dark haired teen busted out laughing dropping the now un-conscience baddie. The other hero glared hard at the road in front of him before snapping his head to the back to bite back.

"Watch out!" Dick called pointing back to the front window, as the van was just about to crash into a concrete wall.

"Whoa!" The speedster yelled, turning the wheel as hard as he could away back on track, "Heh…my bad?" He sheepishly apologized.

Dick smiled as he went through the many burlap bags. There were counterfeit bills and a few bags of used panties. What a sicko! He looked back at his friend and shouted, "Nice going Kid Klutz!"

Now it was Wally's turn to roll his eyes, "Haven't heard that in awhile!"

When they arrived at the police station, there were already cops waiting for them. They were thanked for their efforts, but almost reprimanded when Flash couldn't resist and went back to give Valachi a noogie when he woke up. Dick had to drag him away and offer to take him to the highest point in Bludhaven to get him to stop picking on the already captured criminal.

Wally climbed back onto Dick's back with absolutely no care in the world of the strange looks people gave the two heroes. He was having a good time with his friend, and he could give damn if it would make it into the newspapers that The Incredible Flash piggybacked rode on Batman's old sidekick. Dick shot his grapple and they were flying through the night once more. The rain had finally lightened up, and they could enjoy the breeze around their bodies. The blood in their bodies were still rushing from the adrenaline of the excitement. It wasn't the fighting that made them this way, it was such a small crime, it was being able to fight together.

They landed on the top of the highest skyscraper Dick could take them. With a gentle thump, the teen landed in a crouch, and he slowly stood up. Both of them were suddenly extremely aware of the warmth of the other's body, and Wally jumped off of him quickly. The speedster could hide the growing pink on his face, but Dick couldn't.

Seeing that the other was just as embarrassed, made Wally's chest flutter and gave him more confidence to do what he came to do. With a quick swift of the hand, he slipped off his red cowl revealing a head of matted red locks, a spray of freckles across his face, and those green eyes that shone even brighter than they did before. At least, to Dick, that's what it seemed like as the man shook his head furiously trying to un-flatten his hair. It's been so long since he's gotten to see this face again. Something in him simply bloomed with a pure joy like feeling sunshine for the first time. It wasn't until this moment did it dawn onto him how badly he needed to be able to see Wally. It's been so long, it actually hurt to know that it was because he didn't see Wally anymore things were harder than they should have been. He could have been this happy, if he just took the time to see him. He was thankful for his domino mask as his eyes prickled with tears. He was just so happy to see his best friend again.

"So that's what it's like." Wally whispered breaking the ice.

"What's that?" Dick asked, cocking his head. The red head smiled as he realized how deep the teen's voice had gotten. It wasn't exactly a bass, but it no longer had that high pitchiness as if he was Jesse McCartney or something. In a way, it was nice to see he's grown up so much in the time they've been away from each other. It was also kind of a downer…

He looked away from Dick and looked out into the distance at the city, "To fly." It then occurred to him how beautiful the ugly city appeared from where they were. From this high up, you could have sworn it was Metropolis.

"Didn't I used to carry you around time to time on the team?" The teen commented, grabbing his forearm subconsciously feeling a bit out of place. Funny how it was his home and he felt like he didn't belong at the moment.

The red head crossed his arms and gave him a smirk, "No, usually you were running off without word." He shook his head remembering how much he hated it when the boy would just disappear into nowhere. It drove everyone insane and creeped them out. He then wondered if Dick still laughed that creepy cackle of his…

Dick pointed a finger in the air remembering, "Oh yeah! But what about that one time last year when Professor Ivo's lab collapsed?" he would be lying if he said he wasn't testing the waters to see if Wally remembered something else that happened that night…

"When you almost died? Dick, I was focused on surviving." He probably didn't.

"Hey, no names in the field." Dick joked, and they both laughed. Wally's cowl was off and they were openly chatting about their lives. It was way past 'no names on the field' now.

Wally then gave a sad smile, "So what do I call you now?"

"The name's Nightwing." The teen proudly stated with both hands on his hips. The red head did not forget to admire the new costume that shaped his every muscle. He liked the Robin get up, he loved the Nightwing suit. It was…very flattering to his body.

But the name? He had to say something about it, "Really? Couldn't come up with anything more original?"

Nightwing scoffed at him, "This coming from the guy borrowing his name and costume?"

"Tch, who said anything about borrowing? Both are mine now." Wally huffed with mock offense

"Since when?" Dick challenged

"Since Barry died."

A glimmer of sadness passed through those green eyes as he said that. Dick immediately regretted asking at all. He didn't realize, he should have known. He would have known had they…had he kept contact with his own best friend. He felt really low at that point.

"Walls…I'm sorry…I'm so sorry."

"It's been awhile since it happened. Don't sweat it…Wing." Flash scratched his head awkwardly not really feeling the new nickname too much. It wasn't the same as the old name. But things change, they both knew that.

Nightwing sensed the awkwardness in his tone, "You can still call me Rob if you want."

The red head shook his head, "Nah, doesn't seem right. Especially if Jason is running around playing–"

"Joker killed him."

Now it was Wally's turn to feel low. They stood there for a full minute not sure what to say. They both should have tried harder to see each other, but their lives just got too busy. Now here they were feeling two feet tall.

Dick was the first one to speak up, "I guess we both missed out on a lot this year?"

"Y-Yeah, we sure did." But they still didn't know what to say, so Wally did what was only natural for them…

"Bludhaven sure is a blood haven huh?" …crack a joke.

"Real clever, like I never heard that before." Dick snorted crossing his arms, but then he smiled at Wally sincerely. It was a brilliant smile, one that showcased his perfect white teeth and made any room light up. A smile Wally missed.

Speedster took a deep swallow, and proceeded to march up to the other hero, "I'm gonna cut to the chase. I didn't track you down and stand up to the Batman to find you for nothing."

Dick felt a bit of warmth rise within him, but he didn't want to get his hopes up. So, he changed the subject, "You stood up to Batman?"

"Of course, I was scared shitless but of course I would." And Wally took the bait. If he was here for what Dick hoped he was it would eventually go back to that topic.

"Why?"

"I needed to find you, you have no clue how much I needed to see you." The red head stated with a firm line of the mouth.

Dick was surprised he would ever stand up to Bruce, "So how did that go?"

"Me and your old man being on the same team now made it a bit easier." Right, they were both in the Justice League together…Wally was in the Justice League…it was wild to think of…

"And?" There was no way Batman would just tell the speedster where he was though. He always had an issue with the poor boy, and Dick never really knew why. It made him suspect Batman of knowing their…complicated friendship?

The speedster gave a meek smile before admitting, "And I kind of sort of got some help from Diana…I mean, you know…Wonder Woman."

"Wonder woman?" Dick laughed

Wally nodded with a lot of amusement, "She's got him a short leash if you know what I mean."

"Ha! Called it! Both me and Alf always knew even if Bruce denied it." The teen hooted pumping his fist in the air. He was definitely going to call the butler tonight and tell him about the juicy piece of information. They were so not going to let Bruce down for this, ever.

Wally placed a finger on his chin in thought as he continued, "They haven't actually done anything, but I'm pretty sure they want to."

"Why don't they?" Dick wondered, they both have feelings why not? Was it because Batman brooded so much? Was it because of Catwoman? Bruce is being utterly ridiculous!

"You know what? I don't know. Why don't two people who feel the same just be together?" Wally questioned in a soft sad voice that tore Dick up inside. That was right…what about them? But it was complicated, for a lot of reasons. It was…hard.

"I'm so sorry, I should have been there. For everything." Dick apologized, but not really for what he wanted forgiveness for.

"Me too."

Both of them regret not being there this past year. But they both regret even more just not doing something about anything. But, Wally West was never one to give up, and he wasn't going to start now.

"Don't you feel something?"

Dick furrowed his eyebrows confused, "What are you talking about?"

He took Dick by the hands and intertwined their fingers. Even like all those times before, it just felt right. He felt full… "Despite all that bull I've been put through. Despite that the team fell apart. Despite the fact…I'm Flash now…I never stopped thinking of you."

Dick's heart pounded against his chest wildly knowing exactly what Wally meant, but he was scared to take it that way, "You should have, I was a lousy best friend for leaving."

"You're still my best friend Dick."

"And you're mine Wally, no one could ever take your place."

"But here's the thing, I don't want you as my best friend anymore." This sent a pang of pain up and down Dick's body, but he felt he deserved it.

He looked down in shame with a dejected face, "I know…I wouldn't want me for a friend either."

The speedster shook his head, and unhooked one of their hands to lift his chin with his fingers, "No Dick…I just want you. I can't have you as a best friend anymore because I just need you."

Green eyes met with his, "Wally?"

"It's our 'anniversary' Dick, and I'm here for an answer."

Hearts beating fast, blood rushing through, hands shaky, palms sweaty, lips trembling, every emotion happening. Here it was, that moment they have been both waiting for. Their feelings always felt right, it was the timing that was the problem. Now the question was: was tonight going to be that right moment?

In a quiet hopeful tone Dick whispered, "You never forget do you?"

Wally whispered back smiling, "You never forget when all you do is wait, want and wish."

"Y-You waited? Even after what I did?" Even after he left everyone behind to pursuit his solo career? His best friend could still…how? How was it even possible? He didn't deserve this guy.

Little did Dick know, Wally felt like he didn't deserve him, "Of course I would. You were right. How could I prove we were meant to be if I didn't?

"I-I…I don't know to say?" his voice cracked in nervousness, Wally openly groaned but squeezed his hand reassuringly

"Oh god, you said that the first time years ago and in the same tone. Not again." He laughed

The teen rolled his eyes at him, though he wouldn't see, "Oh come on, I really don't know how to feel right now."

"You said that one before too." They both chuckled lightly feeling a heaviness lift from their bodies.

"Wally."

"Dick."

But when they finished laughing, the air became all too serious again. "How do we know me and you will work?" The fear in his voice was clear, but more than anything in the world, Wally didn't want him to be scared of this – of them.

He let go of Dick's hand and pulled his face closer to his. The teen could feel his breath on his face he was so close, "I know it'll work. Because it's you and me. Like it's always been, and always should be." His tone was so sure, so confident, so affectionate how could Dick ever say 'no'?

At that moment, Dick reached up and peeled off his mask and spirit glue revealing dark blue eyes that glittered with so much hope. Green orbs shone and stared back before he then pushed his head forward and their lips met with a firm press, eyes closed. They both pushed into the kiss harder and harder as if their life depended on it. They then sucked in each other's lips lightly before letting go of the suction. Pulling away feeling breathless and light, they both held goofy smiles.

Everyone who ever said your first kiss of true love would be electrifying were wrong. It was the after part that was electrifying, because it was then you realized how in love you are with this person in front of you.

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xX. Run baby run, forever will be you and me .Xx

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Author's Note:Alright! Please review and let me know what you thought of this final part!